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Surprises

I was wondering if I would have anything short and/or fun to post about this week outside of Thankful Thursdays, but guess what came in the mail yesterday?!?! :D

My surprise box from Hattie's April Shower Giveaway!!



I had to hold myself back from ripping out the tissue paper before taking pictures ;) .

A little peak into the box :)

Eeek! :)

I had NO idea what this was at first...


Voila! It's a hand-written note! Aren't those the best? And isn't it the most creative way to design a card? :D

THIS MUG/CUP IS SO COOL!!



I'm assuming all my readers know my name :P ...

A beautiful little - hankerchief? I'm not sure, but I think it's better just to look at it :) .

SCRABBLE!!!!

Organic Apricot Ginger Black Tea - Mom and I look forward to imbibing this ;-) ...

A neat little box... with...

MORE personalized stuff!!

Beautiful laminated bookmarks, which I will be sure to use in the near future

More awesome bookmarks with amazing quotes on them...


A most artistic little notebook - will be filling this up expediently :) .

And last but not least
- a BOOK!
-about women martyrs in the underground church
- I can NOT wait to read this!

Me and my wealth of surprises (terrible picture, yes - it's my awful fate with self-timer on a cellphone camera :P)

THANK YOU SO MUCH, HATTIE!!! :D

~CJ
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  1. MacMeisterApril 28, 2011 at 11:03 AM

    Quite a delicious package of goodies! Hattie is so creative :-)

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  2. Caravyn JazminApril 28, 2011 at 10:09 PM

    Indeed she is!

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  3. HattieMay 2, 2011 at 7:33 PM

    Aww, you guys are too sweet : ) I'm ever so glad you enjoyed the package Victoria!

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